Cool little collection of films here to indulge in over the bank holiday, sent to me by Giles Phelps last week. Giles is a one time resident of LA who, back in the day, spent many a hour with my Father - tearing up a city where the night smells of lust and depression, the wind sounds like a Raymond Chandler line, and 'on location' never counts...
Sent in response to a new film made my dear friend, the ferociously talented Rex, for Design Studio/Nokia.
